The slight warning from his voice coupled with the thick and raw desire from his dark eyes made me momentarily stunned. It is not because I felt panicked; it was contrary to that, his words became a challenging oath to my ears.
It sounds dangerously sexy and tempting.
I wanted to stop, but my body did something different. My hand reached for a piece of lime from the bowl that they put atop the table and played with it using my fingers.
"I'm waiting..."
The corner of his lips hooked into a sexy grin, as he stood by my side. The man muttered a curse under his breath.
"Call me, Ylac." he demanded.
The low timbre of his voice made my heart pump with wild excitement. He looks really delectable, his top-notch face value-added a layer of fog in my muddled brain.
"Ylac. Your name sounds smooth to utter."
I went straight back to my seat without looking at Ylac’s direction. The way his eyes looks at me and how my body reacts feels somehow wrong. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as I sat on the high stool again. It was as if, a tiger was chasing me for my heart appears palpitating. That feeling when your heart is beating so fast from confusion, frustrations and excitement, to the point that it made your mind dizzy. "Another Margarita please... ahm wait, do you have an extremely cold juice? I feel incredibly hot." The bartender immediately nodded. He started preparing the drinks with leisure but efficient moves. My eyes flew back towards the middle of the dance floor however, my nose crinkled when I have not spotted an acquainted figure within the sea of people. He is gone. I felt a little regretful upon seeing not even his familiar shadow. I
I woke up with a splitting headache. My fingers gently massage the space between my brows in a circular motion in hopes to ease the aching sensation. My head hurts as if it is being hit with a hammer. "Oh... What did I do yesterday? Why is my head aching so badly?" I raised my left arm to lift my body up only to gasp in shock. I frowned, my sluggish brain unable to come up of a reason for my predicament. My body feels heavy as if a truck has unabashedly run over me. My hand automatically reached for the glass of water sitting atop the bedside table. I eagerly gulp a mouthful to moisten my dry throat. However, I almost let go of the glass I was holding. I don't usually put a glass of water beside the bed especially when I am not inside my home, so how come there is one? Not to mention it is still lukewarm. "What the?" In addi
Until the call ended, neither of us mentioned about Martin. Patricia did not even feel surprised about where I am now. I do not know if I should feel relieved or not. I grabbed the clean white robe near me and put it on. I head to the bathroom, even though my legs were still numb. I lightly massage them until the numbness was reduced. My body is covered with sweat making me grimace. Promptly demanding for a good and nice warm bath. I stare at my reflection for a few good seconds before I started cleaning my face. I cup a decent amount of water and splash it on my skin washing the dirt and sweat away. My cheeks automatically turned red as I stared at the suspiciously strange swelling of my lips. "He's too rough." I paused. "Why am I thinking about that? It was a mistake, Helga!" As I was cha
My forehead furrowed when someone pats my cheek as if there was no tomorrow. Who is this nuisance? "…Quit sleeping." From the dark, a low-gloomy voice floated with a commanding tone. "You need to wake up." I tried opening my eyes but give up halfway. My eyelids felt very heavy. I want to open my eyes but my body wants to sleep some more. Without any better choice, I just ignored the voice and let myself be submerged into the sea of a dreamless journey. Welcoming another long peaceful sleep. ... "...Thank you, Dr. Tan." I was once again awoken, by the same voice. It was cold and demanding. My lashes involuntarily tremble, out of discomfort. A pair of sharp eyes greeted mine. Astonished, I shot him with an inquiring gaze. My mind was in a state of stupor, unable t
After two days of recuperating, I found the courage to finally step out of my suite. I just spot myself sitting by the side of a floor to ceiling window, inside of a simple coffee shop, opposite the hotel. While watching people rush into their respective jobs. Some of them are already wide-awake. Moreover, some are fighting drowsiness with a cup of coffee on their hands as they urge their legs to take long strides. The street was filled with hustle and bustle. My fingers softly drummed against the table along with the faint sound of a piano symphony. In front of me, lay a smoky and freshly brewed coffee. The strong soothing aroma floating atop, calming my once tensed nerves. Beside it was a plate of pancakes, bacon pressed in a sandwich, and various snacks. My simple yet hearty breakfast. However my pleasant peace was abruptly came into a halt as a figure appeared befor
My fingers effortlessly tugged at the thick curtain that is covering the glass window, off. Revealing the various colors of light emitting from the buildings across. A scenery, which could unassumingly rival the stars up at the sky. A contented moan escaped my lips as I let my body sink into the soft mattress. "I miss you!" The warm comforter envelops my tired body while massaging my sore muscles. I rolled atop the bed a few more times until I was completely satisfied. I just roamed around all day, after Ofellia and I had an unexpected meeting with her daughter. Simply to get rid of the annoyance in my system caused by Ylac. "Hey girl, did you contact me just to watch you roll around there? Speak, why do you seem so happy today, are you enjoying the 'heavy rain' there, hmmm?" Patricia's voice was laced with a teasing tone. She even deliberat
The life of the 'big bosses' of various industries are truly luxurious. Every CEO's that I come across with have different preferences, but all of them equally boasted their luxurious lifestyle through their collections. Just like the one in front of me. From beautiful furniture to the slick fountain pens. It is also evident in the simple but elegant decor that is displayed within the office. They are of high quality and expensive accessories. I formalized the expression on my face and smiled at him. I pasted a polite smile on my lips while hiding the slight tremor in my eyes. "Nice to meet you, I'm from Grandeur, my name is Helga Chen," I enunciated as I accepted his outstretched hand. My eyes deliberately trailed up to his neatly ironed formal wear to the ring coiled around his finger. Right from the corner of my eyes, I noticed how Ylac shifted on his seat with a raised e
Delirious I asked, yet not a word ever escaped my seemingly sealed lips, 'Who are you?' I wanted to ask but I couldn't. I was supposed to panic and scream for help, however, my body refused to. The only thought that is swirling inside my head was- …Martin, he is here. Am I feeling so celibate that my brain is helping me with my fantasies? Is this the legendary wet dream? The thought brought a shiver of curiosity, down my core. Not seeing what is before me made my other senses heightened. I could hear every loud thumping of my heart as well as the deep breath that escapes his mouth. The man let out a cold hum, "I want to see your needy eyes, Wife." The familiar mellow tone of his voice is enough to make my lips trembles and made my head muddled. He impatiently shed the piece of cloth that was covering my sight, off. Wi
Heavy cluster of clouds veiled the blue horizon into a vast ash-filled sea. The dark gloomy sky filled with promise for an afternoon shower. With a flash followed by a thunderous roar, a grain sized water falls into a leaf before sliding towards the hard solid ground. The light shower soon turned into a downpour, washing the filth-filled world anew. Glimpse of lightning peak through the clouds, as the cleansing underneath the sky finally began. Days and nights passed with Martin’s soul in a tenterhook. Countless sleepless nights finally came into fruition when a valuable intelligence reach their grasp. After about five days of an endless search, the wrath of justice finally descended. Helga together with a group of people were saved from the clutches of evils. The investigation came shortly and after gathering the evidences various individuals came into the light bringi
Bits of muffled incoherent conversation reach my ears giving me a start, however my eyelids feels very heavy. What is going on? The faraway voices gradually come closer until finally their words register on my brain. With sheer will power, a wisp of white entered my vision scaring the darkness into oblivion. “She’s responding.” I squinted my eyes and come across a pair of hazy eyes. Before me stood three people with masks plastered on their faces. They are clad similarly in white. “Subject 08293F is fighting surprisingly strong against Bliss. Take her out.” Bliss? Is it not that-? The bad premonition inside my mind gradually solidified in mortification. Chasing those dangerous thoughts away, I observed my situation with caution despite my befud
That night a midnight meal arrived carried by the same nurse, who has followed the doctor, she was named as Sandy.She appeared with the formal explanation of what had happens regarding the death of my baby that was abruptly cut short a while ago, due to my unstable mood.The force that slam accurately at my stomach hit my womb. The bleeding and the rescue came very late; it was hard to keep the baby anymore.‘It wasn’t your fault. It is all just a matter of fate; do not blame yourself too much. It will be bad for your health.’‘You will need to be strong for your babies. They are counting on you to survive.’It was as if a jolt has ran down my spine, when she broke the news about my surviving babies, but the sadness inside my heart did not diminish. Instead, the pain swelled more unbearable to the point that I feel like I was drown
I could not even utter a single word; my woozy mind cannot process everything that is being presented towards me.Against my will, my body slowly sank into the ocean. …They say sounds are louder underwater but I cannot hear anything but a piercing sharp sound echoing inside my brain, holding me captive.The pain spreading from my abdomen gradually turns numb, my limbs has gone weak from the cold and weariness, yet my will to survive keeps me awake.The dip only lasted for a second but my heart tremor and my instinct kicked in. Pushing my body back into the surface with all the meager strength that I could muster.I did not even have the capability to scream for help.I gasped for breath; nevertheless, out of the corner of my eyes, the man’s blurry figure swam away whilst holding Nadia by his arms
“I knew it! I told you to leave early and not to be seen by anyone!”I half yelled into the phone as I peered over Patricia.Despite knowing that putting or rather pushing the blame towards Martin is futile, I did it anyway. In hopes to calm my nerves still on the second thought, I do not actually know of what to think.After all, I am also to blame, however, I felt conflicted must I laugh, that they fainted at the sight of Martin, or cry for the depth of the matter?The two has been sleeping for quite a while now. They receive quite a scare.After their fainting episode, with the help of Martin, we are able to bring them into the hospital.I quickly chased the culprit away in fear of further aggravating the two if they suddenly woke up and still I could not help but call him in order to give him a piece of my mind.H
Sometimes I quite find myself starts to inexplicably wander about the complexity of the delicate thin line between self-preservation and boldness.The two ideas was rather far from each other yet for me it was only an inch apart.It sounds utterly nonsensical however…Stepping inside my room, I almost bashed my head against the wall as I felt a bit that something is wrong but I couldn’t put a finger on it.The muscle inside my chest is thrashing wildly not in pain but in a strange excitement. It leaves me breathless, in heat as a vague tint of yearning blooms within my core.Moving aside to let the man in, my heart nearly leapt into my throat as I inadvertently met his burning pair of eyes.“I-Uh,” my voice unintentionally trembled as I panic.Were too close for my comfort.
The cold and frigid atmosphere amidst a vigorous thrashing inside my chest left me at a loss. My mind went blank as my grip on the knob unconsciously tightened. For a moment, I had a suffocating urge to slam the door close. The man’s sudden appearance and abrupt query did not help either. His sharp gaze even resembles that of an impatient predator, instilling tremor deep beyond my soul, leaving me cold and ill at ease. Although Martin’s stoic face remains the same, the aura he gave off made me feel oppressed. As the distance before us was convenient, enough for me to witness an apparent danger lurking at the depth of the man’s darkened emerald orbs, my heart trembled. “A…child?” my lips uttered in a daze, speaking to no one in particular. Martin’s lips pursed into a grim line. His visage speak so much of an undisguised yet scrupulous scrutiny, demanding an answer to satisfy his hunger for a r
The world was full of possibilities and wonder. Possibilities that most of the times we least anticipated let alone dreamed of and yet it happened. Moreover, more often than not, it aroused our emotions to give birth for a complicated one in just a matter of second. The jovial energy that occupied my world for a moment was immediately filled with sourness. Ah so, this is why he suddenly disappeared. What a complete son of a bitc-! Just as my chaotic thoughts jumbled inside my mind an abrupt ringtone, shove me out of my trance. My fingers subconsciously dug my phone out as my gaze landed on its screen. It was a call from Patricia. My thumb deftly slide across the smooth glass and the call was immediately connected. Almost instinctively, my eyes narrowed back to Martin’s direction. However not even a shadow was there anymore. My brows furro
"So how was it? Have you eaten enough tonight, or must I fill you more?” Hot puff of air tickled down my ear into the base of my neck. My lips hung open as delicious shivers run down my spine prompting numbing pleasure to crawl within my veins. The man's voice that was lace with raw desire, drips from the tip of his sinful tongue towards my burning soul in madness. ”Still famish, my little Helga? Let me hear your sweet voice, come on, cry out more." Mists clouded my vision as salty liquid threatens to stream down my lashes. It was as if my vocal cords are sealed as I could utter not a single word. Despite his taunting, I could only fist a crumpled mess out of the previously smooth matress. My legs trembled as another ruthless thrust spread my sensitive walls apart with the man's stiff rod. I could feel my rationality gradually slipping away from m